Isaac stared intently at the parchment. The Latin text on it brought a lot of news about the north. The contradictions and conflicts between the Vikings and the Anglicans were increasing day by day. It was obvious that Halfdan in the white shirt did not intend to abide by the agreement with Al Fred's Peace Agreement.
"My beloved Brother Isaac, as the legal ruler of the Kingdom of Wessex, in the name of my lord, in the name of mercy, I hope that you can persuade Cornwall to ally with me as soon as possible to join hands against the Wessex Empire. The shameless plunder of the Vikings." The parchment turned out to be Alfred's personal letter. He hoped that Isaac could reach cooperation between the two countries as soon as possible so that Wessex would have no worries and prepare for war to deal with the Viking army. of invasion.
"This is going to be difficult!" Isaac smacked his lips. It was not that he didn't want to reach an agreement, but the King of Cornwall had no intention of doing so at all, as if the threat of the Vikings was just a threat from the Angsa people near the north. That should be a concern.
"Kangkang~~." At this moment, there was a knock on Isaac's door. Isaac hurriedly stuffed the parchment under the cabinet, then walked over and opened the door, only to see the person who appeared at the door. It turned out to be a maid he didn't recognize.
"Brother Isaac, Her Royal Highness the Princess would like to ask you to come over and pray for her." The maid explained her purpose of coming. Isaac was slightly surprised. He did not expect that Princess Rotrick would actually come to him, and at the same time in his heart Secretly happy, it seemed that his performance that day had indeed won the favor of the princess.
"I'll come right away." Isaac hurriedly adjusted his monk's robe, followed the maid, and walked towards the courtyard. There were not many people along the way, and the Kingdom of Cornwall was close to the English Channel, on the other side. It is the Kingdom of West Francia, so it is very close to West Francia in architectural style, with numerous columns, various flowers planted in exquisite courtyards, and white marble fountains filled with sweet clear springs.
"Your Highness the Princess." The maid led Isaac through the fragrant garden and walked to a pavilion. Princess Rotrick wore a gold flower crown and a blue velvet dress, reaching from her chin to her head. All wrapped in white gauze, she was sitting on a bench in the pavilion, with several maids surrounding her.
"Your Highness." Isaac also hurriedly bowed to the princess. Although he was not familiar with the court etiquette of West Francia, as a clergyman, the etiquette of folding his hands was enough.
"Brother Isaac, I heard that you are very proficient in Latin?" Princess Rotrick was not wearing a veil at this time. There were no wounds on her face. Her face was as beautiful as a flower. No wonder Kang King Wall looked at her so closely that no one would forget such a beauty.
"That's right, Your Highness." Isaac didn't know what Princess Rotrick wanted to do, so he had to answer honestly. As a monk, he went to Rome to study orthodox Latin after all the hard work. Literary, it can be said that he is proficient in various Catholic Latin prayers.
"Very good, then let's start chatting!" Princess Rotrick's tone suddenly changed and she began to speak to Isaac in Latin. Isaac was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the princess' Latin was so good. good.
"Your Highness, your Latin is very proficient." Isaac complimented Princess Rotrick.
"Please forgive me, dear monk, I cannot speak directly in the local language. My husband guards me very closely. Yes, I can hardly breathe." Princess Rotrick's expression was still calm and composed, but her His words revealed great dissatisfaction with the King of Cornwall.
"I thought His Majesty loved and favored you very much?" Isaac said to the princess.
"No, I've had enough. I hope to get out of this situation. Cornwall's fist will kill me sooner or later. I heard that your master, His Majesty Alfred, is a kind, just and devout believer. I hope you I can tell him and help me, a poor person who is alone overseas." Princess Rotrick pretended to stand up and held on to a cluster of bright flowers outside the pavilion, as if she was asking Isaac, but the content was not It's a cry for help.
"Ah, this flower is very beautiful. Maybe you can give it to me and I will take good care of it." Isaac smiled and resumed speaking the local language, and he said to the princess.
The maids serving the princess were all smiling, but they couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about. Fortunately, the time in between was not long. The princess picked the flowers with a smile and handed them to Isaac. She knew that Isaac had agreed to her request, and she felt a little relieved.
Taking the flower from the princess's hand, Isaac fell into deep thought. This was an extremely risky thing to do. If he interfered in the family affairs of the King of Cornwall and offended the King, there would be only one outcome, and he would be expelled immediately. Cornwall may even be imprisoned in a dungeon and never see the light of day.
The King of Cornwall soon found out about his wife's secret meeting with Brother Isaac. He was very angry and took off his leather girdle that night, beat the princess severely, and asked her whether she had anything to do with Isaac. Sac said something, and the princess gritted her teeth and just said that she was reviewing Latin that she had almost forgotten.
"Ping~~." Isaac's door was kicked open by several rude guards. They walked into the monk's house and started rummaging through the cabinets without saying a word. They quickly made the monk's room a mess, and when they saw the inside When he was putting flowers in the vase, he stopped and took the vase and flowers away.
Isaac stood silently aside the whole time. When the guards left, he began to pack up his things, but there was a glint in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.
At this time, Ulf and others led the fleet through the storm and gradually moved closer to the coastline. They looked at a land in front of them consisting of swamps, low-lying beaches, and a long string of narrow islands like a belt.
"It's the Lowland Kingdom." But Ulf knew that they were coming to the Netherlands at this time. The land here was famous for its muddy swamps and low-lying land. Before maritime trade fully developed, it was just a barren land.
"The first batch of Norse people occupied this place, they opened up colonies here and settled down." Wayside explained to Ulf and others.
"Maybe we can replenish supplies here and take a rest." Vargas said happily when he heard that this was a colony established by the Norse.
"Be careful. I heard that the Northmen here have all pledged their allegiance to the king of West Francia and have become his vassals." But the girl Sigrid gave a rare warning to everyone.
"What?" Sigrid's words made everyone very surprised. They did not expect that the North people would actually be loyal to the West Franks.
But Ulf was not shocked at all. You must know that the famous Duke of Normandy was Rollo the Walker, who was actually born as a Viking.
"Don't worry, we are just looking for a temporary station on the coast. We will leave when we have rested." Ulf shrugged his shoulders and ordered everyone.
"Woo~~~." As a long horn sounded, the longship where Ulf was sitting immediately sent out a signal, ordering everyone to follow them and sail towards the slender island.
The fleet slowly arranged into a wild goose formation, paddling the sea on both sides, and headed towards the destination. During the storm, they lost some people and ships, and now only six ships and 80 people are left. Multiple people.
"Ping~~." The long boat rushed onto the soft beach, and the salty sea breeze blew them. The beach was covered with blackened kelp and dried starfish, and some white shells were exposed on the beach.
"Secure the ship, we can't continue to lose the ship." Ulf walked among the people, he patted their backs and said loudly to them.
"Hey yo, hey yo." Everyone shouted and dragged the long boat to the shore. The wooden wedges were nailed into the ground, and the ropes were firmly tied around the boat.
"Oh~~." The black charcoal in the cage was released, and it shook its fur. The continuous sailing in the past few days has made it very depressed and uncomfortable. Now its four paws have fallen to the ground. on, making it feel good.
Ulf reached out and touched its head. Listening to the non-stop crashing of the waves on the coast, he picked up a dried starfish and threw it into the distance. Heitan actually shook his big tail, He ran over and grabbed it.
"You really have the potential to be a dog!" Ulf couldn't help laughing. Who would have known that this was the proud wolf king who once led a pack of wolves to attack him.
When the bonfire was lit on the beach, everyone immediately came over. After days of sailing, their bodies seemed to be soaked by the sea water. They were extremely painful and uncomfortable, and the warm flames made everyone feel alive.
"What should we do next?" At this time, Vargas couldn't help asking Ulf.
"Continue sailing and follow the coastline." Ulf tore open a piece of dried meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The uncooked meat was as hard as a stone, but it would be even more uncomfortable if he didn't eat.
"Shouldn't we hurry up and make peace with Bai Shi?" the girl Sigrid asked in confusion.
"Don't worry, there are too many people in white clothes now. One more of us is not more, one less of us is not more." Ulf looked at the dancing firelight, but there was a cunning look in his eyes. Since he wanted to join the white shirt, Shi Shi, at least get a certificate of nomination, and this certificate of nomination will make Bai Shi and others dare not underestimate him, the lord of East Hamar.
"Oh, what do you mean?" Everyone else looked at him in surprise.
